Happy Chrohniedays!

I hit up the pharmacy this afternoon for my meds. It's only been a month since my insurance company started covering my prescriptions at 100%. I still cannot believe that I can walk into the pharmacy and walk out with my script without any money changing hands. It's like a layer of stress has been lifted from my shoulders. No more claim forms. No more angry calls to the insurance company (well, as soon as I get the rest of the flex payments they owe me for 2011).

A few weeks ago, my husband got the cold everyone seems to be passing around. I was fine for a week or so, then a coworker came down with a different variation of the bug. I guess my immune system had enough and I got it too. I feel much better than I did a few days ago but it seems to be lingering. I skipped my Humira last week (do you guys do this when you get sick?) in hopes that a little immune boost would do the trick. Who knows if that helped at all. My voice fades by the end of the day and my right ear feels a little waterlogged. I should probably call the doctor but, seriously, who has the time right now?

Holiday festivities begin here Thursday with an airport run then a quick trip in to the city to see the Rock Center tree before driving to my parents' house. I purchased my last Christmas gift today and wrapped everything. I ran out of Christmas paper three quarters of the way through so my niece is getting some books wrapped in flower paper. What? There's a recession!

I'm feeling pretty calm this year. I found some good sales, got some good gifts, have all my stuff together four whole days before Christmas. I'm looking forward to a stress-free holiday week and wishing the same for all my Crohnies!

Ouch

Last night I felt a little rawness in my throat. I wasn't too worried about it as I've been feeling dehydrated lately and assumed my throat was dry like my hands are when I'm dehydrated. I drank another glass of water then went to bed.

When I woke up this morning it felt like someone was shining a spotlight in my face while choking me and stabbing me in the right side of my head. I think there was a siren and a whistle too.

I stumbled to the bathroom, found some Tylenol Cold and the thermometer and fell back into bed. I didn't have a fever but I wasn't going anywhere. I called in sick, took the medicine and slept for another five hours.

My right eye still feels like it's going to explode but otherwise either the sleep and/or medicine is working. I really hope this is just allergies or something. My next Humira injection is Monday and I'd really like to take it.

I'm going to finish this glass of water then back to bed.